all this time
i was fleeing for you,
[and
i don't know what i have done
didn't know what i must do

all of this time
(free time)
i could come and met you
but i didn't let you
stay near to me.

now, tell, my soul, what do you now see?
a beggard, asking for forgiveness;
or a warrior, wich passes for many
[bitterness?

does it matter, what you think?
you know, i know
i stink;
with the smell of many rats
[of sewers

just because men
were put in shame
because of me
(or was it just
[me?,
i don´t remember...

well, in any case,
the bigger sin
[was i).
Will i die
in disgrace?
or will i find
a place,
with peace
just for me?

will i live to see
[my destiny?
i don't know, but i must
***
now.

so, wathever i found
in the future,
i must remain
wondering.
and wandering
trought the darkness and the light
to be in sight
of, whatever it is,
god

(or happiness).